Our first unhealthy couch . . .

So, if you’ve been following our intrepid librarian’s blog, you’ll know that she has been couchsurfing her whole way round Europe. Which means she has met some awesome, lovely people, who she hopes to stay in touch with wherever the hell she ends up. So, up until now she has been a happy bunny, but our Barcelona experience is turning into a bit of an unhealthy one . . . turns out our current couchsurfing host does not live with three other guys like his profile stated, nor does he have any form of hot running water, any kitchen facilities, and the first night we arrived we had to share his double bed as there was apparently another couchsurfer in the next room (who mysteriously never turned up). As of last night, at, ooh, 11pm, he also came back with 2 Lithuanian chicks and asked our librarian to leave. Now. Being the toothful, mouthful, stand-uppish kinda girl she is however, our librarian stood her ground and insisted that trying to find a bed in busy Barcelona at 11pm on a Thursday night, and with a poetry library in tow, was just not going to happen. So that’s where we are up to folks, and no library today for us, as hey, er, we still gotta find a bed! And we have 12 hours to go . . . We do have a meeting with the Slovenian Consulate General later this afternoon however so it’s not all rain. In the meantime, get in touch if you can help!